Chapter 79 Possessiveness is something only she can have towards others…
The sun was shining brightly that day, and the temperature was just right.
It's perfect for kids to play outdoors.
Jin Zhao's boss is a very capable and kind lady.
Her child was taken out by his father and accidentally bumped his head while playing.
Just looking at the photos, the child's forehead is dented, and there's a pool of blood on the ground; anyone would think the injury is very serious.
The leader was worried and took parental leave to go home. Before leaving, he took a document and instructed Jin Zhao to deliver it to the general manager's office after finishing his work, and then left in a hurry.
Jin Zhao didn't rush to deliver it. He finished processing the data he was working on, sent the revised table to the department group, and then picked up the documents on the table to take the elevator upstairs.
Except for the first floor, all elevators require a card to be swiped. Jin Zhao placed his employee ID on the card reader, but after several attempts, he was unable to press the button for the top floor directly.
"Use Lily's card to swipe the elevator." The elevator door opened, and standing outside was someone from their department who looked somewhat familiar. "Your permissions aren't high enough. Only senior executives can enter the upper floors."
Jin Zhao nodded: "Thank you."
The boundaries between people have long been drawn, and most ordinary people have to work very hard to have a chance to get to the top.
Of course, there are also easier ways.
For example, relying on one's looks.
The colleague that Jin Zhao thought looked somewhat familiar was actually not from their department.
That person used to be in the same school as Jin Zhao and used to envy Jin Zhao for being able to easily enter a wealthy family based on his looks.
But now...
The man shook his head and pressed the button for the next floor: "One shouldn't be delusional."
Jin Zhao had no idea that a mere meeting could elicit such a profound realization from a complete stranger.
He took the leader's card and pressed the elevator button.
As the elevator ascended, he cleared his mind, which was filled with data, and recalled a dream he had had six months ago.
In his dream, he was met with a piercing light and felt a pulling force.
Jin Zhao is a person who can endure pain very well, but in that dream he was trembling with pain.
Everything felt real.
There were many other sounds around me.
"calm."
"Exhale."
"Inhale."
Jin Zhao couldn't see who was speaking, but subconsciously did as he was told.
As the dream drew to a close, he struggled to open his eyes, and next to his face was a small hand clenched into a fist, which touched him.
For some reason, Jin Zhao immediately wrote down every detail of the dream he could remember after waking up.
In my spare time, I often think back to that warm little hand and repeatedly feel it.
He sometimes wonders if his illness has worsened.
"Ding—" The elevator has reached the top floor.
Jin Zhao pulled himself out of his thoughts and stepped out of the elevator.
There weren't many people on the top floor; only a few secretarial staff members were sitting near the elevator.
"Delivering documents." Jin Zhao had almost always stayed on his own floor since joining the company and rarely participated in company events, so he wasn't familiar with people from other departments. "Excuse me, where is the general manager's office?"
“It’s at the very back.” The boy closest to Jin Zhao looked up and pointed to the back, “The biggest and brightest room, but I suggest you deliver it later.”
Jin Zhao waited for him to continue, but it was clear that the other party had no intention of continuing.
Jin Zhao glanced at the time and found the office that best matched the description given by the boy earlier.
The office door was ajar, not tightly closed.
Jin Zhao waited at the door for ten minutes, his patience gradually wearing thin. With the time he had to wait there, he could have gotten a lot of work done.
The boy didn't give a clear reason, so he might have just made something up.
Jin Zhao approached and raised his hand, ready to knock on the door.
The hand, which was suspended in mid-air, froze at the sound coming from inside the office.
"OK."
Just two words, and Jin Zhao instantly recognized it as Jiang Xiliu's voice.
He touched it gently, and the slightly ajar door opened quietly.
That was a scene that Jin Zhao had never anticipated.
Jiang Xiliu had her back to him, being... no, it was Shen Yu, it was Shen Yu!
She was sitting on Shen Yu's lap when she heard the sound of the documents falling. She subconsciously let go of Shen Yu's hair and turned to look at the source of the sound.
The glistening moisture on her lips entered Jin Zhao's eyes without any attempt to conceal it.
A sharp voice suddenly rang in Jin Zhao's mind, piercing him so much that he couldn't think straight.
His body's instincts had already reacted for him.
He rushed over and threw punch after punch at Shen Yu.
The moment the fist landed, Jin Zhao realized with absolute certainty that he would lose his job.
But Jin Zhao did not regret it.
Shen Yu would never tolerate him, and he was unwilling to work for Shen Yu's company anymore.
"Stop!" Jiang Xiliu, sandwiched between the two, was extremely worried that their punches might miss their mark and hit her. "Jin Zhao!"
Shen Yu sat in the boss's chair, one hand still protecting Jiang Xiliu, dodging the first punch but being hit by the second.
Noticing Jiang Xiliu's gaze fixed on him, Shen Yu simply stopped dodging and placed both hands around Jiang Xiliu's side.
Jin Zhao stopped when he heard Jiang Xiliu call his name. His fist, which he had only half-swung, was covered with conspicuous blue veins, and he was swinging it so hard it looked like it might break at any moment.
His gaze lingered on Jiang Xiliu's face, or more precisely, on her lips.
Jiang Xiliu seemed oblivious to how tense the atmosphere was.
She raised her hand, grasped Jin Zhao's fist, and pressed it down, while still sitting steadily on Shen Yu's lap.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Xiliu tilted her head, seemingly puzzled. "Are you jealous?"
She didn't wait for Jin Zhao's reply; instead, she smiled brightly and hugged Shen Yu tightly: "Ah, I forgot to tell you."
"Jin Zhao, he's my boyfriend."
Shen Yu couldn't help but glance at the person in his arms.
Where Jin Zhao couldn't see, Jiang Xiliu, who was deliberately stirring things up, secretly twisted Shen Yu's waist.
Shen Yu didn't keep her waiting long. He took the opportunity to change to a more intimate position and gently lifted his eyelids: "Recognize your place and don't be ungrateful."
"For Xi Liu's sake," Shen Yu said, rubbing his numb cheek, "I can let this go this time, and the first time."
Jin Zhao didn't listen to anything.
He looked at Shen Yu defiantly: "You're the one who doesn't know what's good for you."
He grabbed Jiang Xiliu's hand that was gripping his fist, trying to pull her far away from Shen Yu.
Jin Zhao rarely showed a strong side; he was usually reserved and tolerant.
Jiang Xiliu originally thought that he would also endure this time.
She fairly distanced herself from both of them, standing at a considerable distance: "If you want to fight, go outside and fight."
One of them grabbed her hand while the other pinched her waist, their actions lacking in gentleness.
She only wanted to be a spectator.
Jin Zhao took a deep breath, and his rationality returned.
He walked up to Jiang Xiliu, completely ignoring Chen Yu's existence: "If... if you want to go back to him, don't go back to him. I'm younger than him, and more—"
Shen Yu, stung by the remark, interrupted, "What do you have! You're penniless. Besides your face and youthful body, what help can you offer Xi Liu?"
"Do you even know what a virtuous husband is?" Shen Yu sneered, blocking Jiang Xiliu's way and looking Jin Zhao up and down with a very offensive gaze. "You'll only bring trouble to Xiliu."
Jin Zhao looked up and said, "So what if you know so much? Are you going to be her husband? Or have you been?"
The conversation drifted further and further away, and in the end, the two were comparing who was more tolerant.
Jiang Xiliu never expected things to turn out this way.
She had indeed just accepted Shen Yu's confession. Oh, the reason was simple: this time Shen Yu lowered his stance enough, as if he had stripped away all his pride and arrogance.
She wanted to see how far Shen Yu could go in his acting.
Jiang Xiliu didn't know Jin Zhao worked here beforehand; her life had been so busy lately that she hardly remembered to watch the videos the private investigator sent her.
If she knew, she certainly wouldn't avoid it; she might even take a stroll around their department.
but.
Jiang Xiliu's gaze slid over Shen Yu.
She didn't believe Shen Yu didn't know.
I'm afraid that once Jin Zhaogang submits his resume, the paper will be on Shen Yu's desk within an hour.
Jiang Xiliu hates it when people treat her like a tool in a play, even if the play is performed for her sake.
Tsk, so no matter how humble Shen Yu acts, he will still slip up in this kind of situation and can't hide his little schemes.
Jiang Xiliu doesn't dislike men who are scheming, but it's disgusting that their scheming makes her feel like a monkey being watched.
This is a common problem among many men, especially those with a little money and power.
Even if these people really brainwash themselves into being love-obsessed and sycophantic, they still won't learn to respect their partner.
Such disrespect is hard to articulate; for example, deliberately making small gestures to assert dominance in public or intentionally displaying intimate behavior in front of others.
Some people think this is a way of showing affection and a sign of a good relationship.
Jiang Xiliu disliked this: What was she an object? She belonged to her, and no one else should have any extra thoughts about her or try to leave a mark on her.
Possessiveness is something that can only be felt by her towards others, not by others towards her.
When she's in a good mood, she's willing to let the other person experience it, but they can't be pushed too far.
"I'm getting a little annoyed." Jiang Xiliu had watched enough and said calmly, "Do you really enjoy debating? How about we organize a special debate for the two of you? Let you talk for three days and three nights?"
"The winner gets two slaps, the loser gets one slap."
Jin Zhao stood there, and upon hearing her words, he obediently pursed his lips, his eyes glazed over, seemingly lost in thought.
Shen Yu walked over and, thinking himself considerate, lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you hungry? I made a reservation at a restaurant for lunch today, so we can leave anytime."
Upon hearing Shen Yu's words, Jin Zhao looked at Jiang Xiliu not far away. He clearly wanted to say something, but after taking a step forward, he stopped in place and waited for Jiang Xiliu's reply with Shen Yu.
"Okay." Jiang Xiliu didn't look up at him; she turned around directly. "I have something to tell you."
Shen Yu glanced back at Jin Zhao, then strode to catch up with Jiang Xiliu, deliberately placing his hand on her waist, clearly trying to provoke Jin Zhao.
Jin Zhao silently picked up the documents from the ground, placed them on the table, took a picture and sent it to his boss, then sent a message to his boss as he walked out.
"Mission accomplished."
"I want to resign."
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A word from the author: I'd like to say a few words to everyone.
Regarding children, it was something we planned to have from the beginning. Well, because the young lady's family really has a "throne" to inherit, and it's a mini version of the young lady.
This article is in the fantasy/modern romance genre. Under the operation of 0777, an artificially disabled person, all the negative buffs have been transferred to Xiao Jin. [Heart]
Today's timing was perfect, and there was a rain of red envelopes.
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